“This is something I bought with Spirit Stones, why should I give it to you… Are you trying to rob me?!”
Lu Fan, who was about to leave, paused and turned his head in surprise.
It was Hei Wa’s voice!
Why was he here, and in trouble?
If it were anyone else, Lu Fan might have truly followed the Tower Spirit’s advice.
Not meddling in others’ business, not inviting trouble upon himself.
The Cultivation world most feared unnecessary kindness; being soft-hearted towards enemies was cruelty to oneself and those around him.
But at this moment, the one in trouble was Hei Wa.
The Hei Wa he had only recently met, but who he felt was straightforward and reliable, and the Tower Spirit also said he had good character.
Lu Fan hesitated almost not at all, immediately turned around, and squeezed forward against the flow of people.
“Excuse me, please move aside…”
He pushed his way to the front of the crowd and saw the situation in the field clearly.
Hei Wa was surrounded by four Cultivators dressed in uniform guard attire, his face dark red, his small eyes filled with anger.
Standing in front of him was a Hua Fu Qingnian, his face arrogant and full of disdain.
“Bumpkin, listen up, this is Lingyuan City, not your poor mountain ditch!
It’s giving you face that this young master fancies your things, don’t be ungrateful!”
“What’s wrong with being a bumpkin?!” Hei Wa’s voice trembled with anger.
“Lingyuan City isn’t yours! My things, if I say I won’t sell them, I won’t sell them!”
As he spoke, he tried to force his way out, but was again shoved and stopped by the four guards.
“Kid, be sensible, hand over the goods!”
“Hmph, no one has ever said no to something my young master wants. Don’t refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!”
The guards spoke with a sneer, and their actions became even more impolite.
Hei Wa was completely enraged.
“You’re going too far! I’ll fight you all!”
He roared and slammed into the guard in front of him!
Bang!
A muffled thud.
The guard had not expected this dark-skinned kid to have such immense strength; he was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing to the ground six or seven meters away, spitting blood, and immediately falling unconscious.
In an instant, the scene fell silent.
The other three guards and the Hua Fu Qingnian were stunned, and the onlookers gasped in surprise.
“This dark-skinned kid… such terrifying strength!”
“To be able to knock a Qi Refining Realm second-stage Cultivator flying purely with Physical Body? Incredible!”
Lu Fan’s heart also trembled.
“Tower Spirit, is this the power of the Barbarian God Bloodline?”
“No, this is far from Awakening; it’s just the strength of his Physical Body’s foundation.
If his Bloodline truly Awakened, that person would have long since turned into a mist of blood from that blow.”
The Tower Spirit’s answer made Lu Fan suck in a cold breath.
“Then compared to him…”
“In terms of pure Physical Body strength, he is stronger than you.”
Just in the brief moment of their mental communication, the Hua Fu Qingnian and the remaining three guards had recovered.
“You’re courting death! How dare you injure my man! Take him down!” the Hua Fu Qingnian ordered sharply.
The three Qi Refining Realm guards simultaneously unleashed their Cultivation and pounced on Hei Wa!
Although Hei Wa had astonishing strength, facing the combined attack of three people, he had no chance of winning.
It was at this moment that Lu Fan moved.
The Swimming Dragon Movement Technique unfolded, and he swept through the crowd like a ghost, his target not the three guards, but… the Hua Fu Qingnian!
Almost in an instant, he had closed in on the young master.
The latter only felt a blur before his eyes, and a cold refined iron sword was already at his neck.
“Stop!”
A clear shout silenced the entire scene.
All eyes instantly focused on them.
“Brother Lu Fan!” Hei Wa was both surprised and delighted.
The three guards, however, turned pale, hastily stopped, and urgently shouted at Lu Fan:
“Release our young master!”
“Kid! Do you know who you’re messing with? Let him go!”
Lu Fan ignored them, only shouting to Hei Wa: “Hei Wa, come here!”
Hei Wa didn’t stubbornly refuse this time, immediately running to Lu Fan’s side.
The three guards were hesitant to act, watching helplessly, not daring to make a move.
If anything happened to their young master, they wouldn’t be able to atone for it even with a hundred deaths!
Tan Cheng, the Hua Fu Qingnian with the sword at his throat, was even more terrified, trembling as he said with a fierce but inwardly weak voice:
“You… you dare to touch me? I am the second young master of the Tan family! Do you know…”
“Hmph, if you talk any more nonsense, see if I dare to cut off your head!”
Lu Fan coldly interrupted, his wrist moving slightly, the blade advancing another inch, and a trace of blood immediately seeped from Tan Cheng’s neck.
The three guards’ legs went weak; they almost knelt down.
Tan Cheng felt a warmth in his crotch, and a wet patch instantly appeared on the ground.
Laughter erupted all around.
“Hahahaha… Young Master Tan actually peed himself from fear!”
“He’s usually so tyrannical, turns out he’s a coward!”
The mocking laughter pierced Tan Cheng’s ears like needles; his face turned from white to red, filled with shame and anger, and his resentment towards Lu Fan and Hei Wa instantly reached its peak.
He gritted his teeth, his body trembling slightly from extreme anger and humiliation.
“You… you two just wait for this young master… I will definitely…”
Slap!
Lu Fan directly slapped him on the back of his head: “Shut up! Any more nonsense, and I’ll kill you right now!”
The chilling sword edge and undisguised killing intent made Tan Cheng swallow all his harsh words, able only to clench his fists tightly.
Lu Fan glanced at the three extremely nervous guards, then lowered his voice and said to Hei Wa: “You go first, to where we met during the day…”
“No!” Hei Wa interrupted resolutely, “I will never run alone! This started because of me, you go first if you must!”
Lu Fan felt a wave of helplessness but was even more certain that he hadn’t saved the wrong person.
He said no more, turning instead to the three guards and calling out: “You all retreat a hundred meters! I will release him myself! Otherwise…”
“Good! We’ll retreat! Just don’t harm our young master!”
The guards hastily agreed and immediately began to retreat.
The onlookers also tactfully cleared a path.
Once they had retreated a sufficient distance, Lu Fan whispered to Hei Wa: “I’ll count to three, then we run together.”
“Okay!”
Lu Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly took out a few Low-Grade Spirit Stones from his storage ring, and threw them towards the open ground ahead!
“Three!”
The moment the shout fell, he kicked Tan Cheng to the ground.
At the same time, he sheathed his sword and turned, exerting force with Hei Wa, like two arrows shot from a bowstring, plunging into the nearby alleyway!
The three guards unleashed their Cultivation, wanting to give chase, but were completely blocked by the crowd scrambling for Spirit Stones, unable to move an inch.
They could only watch helplessly as the two figures disappeared into the alley entrance, gritting their teeth in anger.
Amidst the chaotic crowd, Tan Cheng’s disheveled and angry screams could be heard:
“Ah! Who stepped on me! Get away! You two bumpkins! I, Tan Cheng, will definitely kill you! Ah…”
Meanwhile, Lu Fan and Hei Wa had already weaved through several secluded alleys, leaving the commotion and threats far behind them…